In a world so hectic, the aim , to survive.
Through the hustle and the bustle, the aim, to survive.
What is it they say, the strongest survive?
Moving up and down the street
No place to rest the feet
The eyes lacking sleep
Not to blink or yet a flip
Moving down the mount so steep
Keeping cautious lest you trip
Hustling? laughter we need to calm our ribs
Looking to love; baby in a crib
Hold on , just a little more
I know your eyes are very sore
Through the toil, survival to implore
Trying hard, sanity to restore
Look up to hope, just a little more.
EUREKA EUREKA WE HAVE SURVIVED
hakuna matata- our worries are over.